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Violence and Social Change: When does one hit back? by max

March 2, 2011

A protest over low wages in Bangladesh’s garment industry has left at least three people dead and dozens of others injured in clashes with police in several major cities including the capital, Dhaka.” (took place last December)(1)

… about 50 people had been injured at the zone, where 20,000 workers attacked factories and a police station.” (1)

Many of the country’s 4,500 garment factories produce clothes for big names such as Wal-Mart, Zara, Tommy Hilfiger, H&M, Carrefour, Gap, Metro, JCPenney, Marks & Spencer, Kohl’s and Levi Strauss.

Bangladesh’s factories employ more than three million workers, about 85 per cent of them women.” (1)

Human Rights Watch comments on the government-allied, “government death-squad” Rapid Action Battalion in Bangladesh: “Since its creation in 2004, the unit has killed several hundred people in what it refers to as “crossfire” killings, but in reality are extrajudicial killings. The victims’ bodies have typically had wounds suggesting that they have been tortured.” (2) “Police and other security forces have used excessive and often deadly force to break up strikes and demonstrations. Arbitrary arrests on what appears to be flimsy evidence are common, as are politically motivated arrests.” (3)

According to embassy cables released by Wikileaks, the British government has been involved in directly training the Rapid Action Battalion (4).

With minimum wages the among the lowest in the world, there has been increasing unrest in Bangladesh for the last year as food prices have continued to climb to the present record high since records first started being kept in 1990, according to the United Nations (5).

What is one to do when the oppression is so thick and access to the necessities of life is so scarce? What induces tens of thousands of mostly female sweatshop workers to take to the streets and attack police stations and factories in defiance of deadly force and torture? Is it wrong for them to act this way?


An issue that anyone who seeks massive social change has to contend with is violence. When violence is done to you or your movement for resisting the status quo, what should one do in response? When structural violence is done to millions of people on a daily basis, how should one act?

My purpose here is not to advocate violence, but merely to say it is one tactical option among many that should be at least not erased from the realm of possibility, but should be in the toolbox of options alongside protests, raising awareness, building community organizations, writing and calling politicians, and so on. If one were in Libya or Bangladesh today, or were present during the American Civil War, or in the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising, violence would seem to be at least worth thinking about if not the default tactic.

Like any complicated ethical issue, it’s not that the use of violence in all cases is immediately easy to judge. The Warsaw Ghetto Uprising against the Nazi’s during WWII is something few would condemn, but using the same means in the context of trying to get dining workers at USC a living wage would be ridiculous, unwise, and unethical. The point is that, in between the more obvious cases, there are an infinite number of subtler distinctions to be made about very complex situations and it is worth deliberating about what one considers right and wrong.

A necessary distinction to make is between violence that is targeted against property and violence against persons. If one sees private property as an inherently oppressive and exploitative institution, one hardly feels morally bad about destroying property. Violence against persons however is a completely different matter, as it is directly depriving someone of their right to not be harmed. The question is, whether harming person so-and-so will have any benefits overall. (However, violence against civilians is something I think is virtually impossible to justify, yet is precisely what the US does every day. See below.)

Obviously, one must think cautiously about violent tactics to make sure one is doing more good than harm. Violence necessitates doing harm to something or someone, and in the case of the former, it will certainly affect someone in some negative ways. However, the prospect of blunting or ending the extreme kinds of violence against millions of people that our culture has widely accepted as normal demands consideration of all possible tactics.

Now this may sound like a crude logic apt to be misunderstood at best and used to justify atrocities at worst, but when certain individuals are the cause of the suffering of literally thousands of other people, these things are at least worth thinking about. Besides targeting individuals for assassination without giving them access to any kind of legal review—as in the case of the Obama administration’s unprecedented targeting of American citizen Anwar al-Alwaki for assassination (6) without any access to due process—it is also noteworthy that this is the kind of calculus that our government uses to wage wars that kill hundreds of thousands of innocent people (for example, in the cases of the bombings of Nagasaki, Hiroshima, and the firebombing of Tokyo during World War II, or within the last decade, as conservative estimates put the number of civilian deaths caused by the US invasion of Iraq at 122,000, just accounting for violent deaths recorded in the media. The best peer-reviewed, scientific studies of the total recorded and unrecorded civilian deaths from direct violence, lack of access to medical care, disease, lack of clean food and water range from about 300,000 – 900,000 (7)).

In sharp distinction to the way the US government works, I think it’s nearly impossible to justify the killing of innocent civilians and should only be done when the alternative presents a clear and inevitable threat of a much greater loss of life. An example of such a case might be the shooting down of the hijacked planes shortly before they hit the World Trade Towers on 9/11/01. However, in the war on terror, our present government routinely kills large numbers of civilians in the interests of taking out a few supposed terrorists who are far from being any immediate threat. As Amnesty International originally speculated and later confirmed—in diplomatic cables released by Wikileaks—the Obama administration approved the use of cluster munitions (which are so inaccurate and indiscriminate in their damage that 108 countries have signed a UN treaty banning them (8)) via a cruise missile that killed 41 local residents, including 14 women and 21 children, and 14 alleged, unconfirmed al-Qa’ida members (9). The number of people who have become “collateral damage” in the US’s interventions in the Middle East is staggering.

If activists were to apply the government’s logic of violence, there would be assassinations and bombings of government buildings with massive civilian casualties. Obviously, that’s not what activists do because that would be profoundly immoral, and yet, few people seem to accuse our government of committing such barbarism.

One kind of violence likely to be seen in connection to social change is that which springs out of deep social unrest and city-shaking protests, like those in Bangladesh or Libya today. This kind of violence has the appearance of spontaneity and inevitability, but it’s important to recognize that at some point, some people consciously decided to pick up the baseball bats or the molotovs. How different is this, it is worth asking, than when one chooses violence as a tactic when one can’t find a job, one’s family can’t eat, one can’t pay their medical bills, and thousands of others face the same dilemma?

As isolated incidents, violent acts are most often counterproductive because of the massive police repression that follows them. For example, if someone acting alone were to lob molotov cocktails at a Wal-Mart during off hours, the local and federal law enforcement would likely use that to justify harsh repression, including raiding local activists’ houses for evidence, increased crowd control at protests, increased security at all Wal-Mart and other stores in the area, increased prison funding, increased police funding, increased FBI funding etc… But if part of an overall long-term strategy, and especially if it is part of a larger social movement that will provide social support, violence can be an effective way to pressure the powers that be.

The factors that might contribute to an effective campaign of violence against property (again, I feel like violence against persons, Hitler or Stalin for example, can be justified, but it gets a hell of a lot stickier and fast) might need some or all of the following characteristics to be effective:

Broad social support. Obviously, any form of non-authoritarian activist strategy only really works with social support, but for violence, like in every other case, the stakes are raised. Broad social support can be easy to garner on certain issues, like Washington’s preference for bankers’ jobs over the tens of millions of unemployed, or the US’s continued presence in the Middle East. A large margin of public opinion in your favor is a good starting point, but one must translate that opinion into protests and other actions from many people which might eventually lead up to sabotage.

One tactic among many included in the strategy. Violence against property by itself would be a pretty lacking approach. If violence is a chosen tactic, it should be done in concert with other tactics of spreading awareness of the issue and educating people, working in solidarity with other groups, building strong community relations and truly democratic institutions, massive public protests, (and if deemed effective) direct appeals through petitions, call-ins, boycotts, and so on to the government or corporations to stop.

Have specific targets and goals. If a movement’s pressure, which violent tactics can be a part of, becomes too much to bear for the targeted government or corporation, make sure to have concrete demands that the target can comply to in order to lighten the pressure. For example, an anti-war movement halting its actions when the government stops military operations gives the government an incentive to stop military operations. If a movement is targeting its actions against a particular corporation for sweatshop labor practices, the movement should demand that the workers are respected and let up if they are.

A long-term plan. While I pointed to the ineffectiveness of one-time, isolated actions above, sustained actions over a long period of time can wear down the target. In the American Revolutionary war, resistance had been continuous for years and escalated to the point where the British had to leave. Now, going back to my previous point, every movement should be extremely conscious about the problems inherent in the target giving in half-way so as to dissolve resistance and yet keep things overall the same. A movement shouldn’t let up until the campaign’s goals have concretely been achieved. Any movement, whether anti-war, anti-sweatshop, or anti-pollution, has many campaigns to wage and targets to pursue, so it is crucial that after one campaign is successful, the movement doesn’t fizzle but directs its energies, charged with the real experience of success, to the next one.

The above ingredients are those that might be used for violence to be a part of creating social change. Narratives of these kinds of resistance are suppressed by both the mainstream and many on the left themselves who’d prefer the overly simplistic, moral high ground of repudiating any and all violence.

Due to the kind of broader social movement necessary for truly revolutionary violence to be effective, I don’t see any such campaigns being waged in these parts in the near future (I admit there might be exceptions). But we should build our support up to the point where sweeping social change is inevitable and violence against property may be part of an effective struggle. Or when movements stare massive violent repression in the face, one is prepared and knows how to respond when state-sponsored violence is released.

Violence is everywhere in our society and unless one sticks hard and fast to pacifism, one seems to accept violence in some circumstances. It’s crucial that everyone refine their views on violence so that 1) one knows how to criticize the use of violence when its use is unjust and 2) one knows how to articulate support for violence when its application is just.


Further Reading

How Nonviolence Protects the State by Peter Gelderloos. This book makes a very cogent case for why nonviolence, when stuck to rigidly and without good reason, often supports existing power relations. Although I’ve personally not read either, Pacifism as Pathology by Ward Churchill and Endgame Parts I and II by Derrick Jensen are supposed to be great contributions to this topic.


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10 Comments leave one →
  1. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:03 pm

    Sexual Harassment over cellular phone by M.Sohail RAB Media & Wing Director.

    01199816209. 4/3/2011 8:04pm. 2m04s

    Obviously M. Sohail, Commander of RAB Legal & Media Wing called over cell to inquire me the meaning of the SMS forwarded to him: Pls. check out the net, typing Lt. Col. Rashidul Alom RAB-1 CO. “Just what it says, read the writing on the wall and you will get your answer in a very short while.” I replied. “This SMS is illicit and he is not going to glance what’s written in the internet. (of course he won’t, then he’ll turn into a runt if he does) “Why don’t you go to court instead?” “Because I will have the dirty job done by others as a substitute- inferring to RAB moreover the defaulters. Besides Rashid has kept me at bay from the court. “Bull####.” He cursed. “Watch your mouth Mister.” I rigidly warned. “Then, you better stop transmitting this nonsense.” “No l wont, Freedom of Information Act has been passed not to mention Freedom of Speech and it’s a free country, everybody has the right to know what’s going on, lets just think of it as A Spread of Message. What you gonna do about that? Do whatever you can. I’m here and I’m awaiting.” He became furiously vehement verbally cussing at me ” #### YOU, #### YOU & #### YOU.”
    TO Note: 7:35pm SMS was sent, approximately 30mins of time elapsed in ringing me. What transpired within the period? I Believe Commander Sohail informed to Lt. COl. Rashid, not only out of sheer blemished curiosity punched in the words to reveal the cat has finally been out of the bag! Could it be that the nemesis himself called? For who could be so fuming with rage that knows no bounds and a malignant abhorrence so shocking.

  2. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:04 pm

    Article 12. of UNDHR
    No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks.

    Sub: A reproach against an Army Lt. Col. and some of colleagues who have been selling out the power of their uniforms providing multifarious assistance to a diehard syndicate responsible for committing abominable crimes that made our lives virtually unlivable.

    Lt Col. Rashidul Alom, Dir. RAB-1, accompanied by SP Bogora Highway Mir Ashraf Ali has been insulating his relatives (brother-in-law: Monir of 212 Ulon rd. west rampura ) and a crime committing syndicate involved multifarious crimes led by 3bros (self-proclaimed Matabars Sheeru, Shaulldin, & Momean. They have satanically persecuted us for 7dissipated long years by keeping us from earning a living, stopping our source of income, garbling our land records, keeping us under watch round the clock, bringing mobs on hire to scare abuse us ruining our social status calling us insane (PAGOL) to take away our credibility, not allowing and allowed other to mix with us, throwing full-sized bricks onto our tin-shed roof like hailstorm, poisoning 6 of our pet dogs (Canines), 3cats (Felines), distorting the autopsy reports, bugging our phones and many more….to various departments we went to for assistance to no succor obviously Lt. Col. Rashid hampered its operation deactivating. Even phoning up to have the transgressors released from police custody.

    Prior to the happenings Lt. Col. Rashedul Alom came most frequently to Monir’s building with RAB-1 sticker posted on an extensive vehicle loaded with uniformed men in full gear moving around our house with walkie-talkies in hand and getting inside 212’ feasting on the 3rd flr. Just for the sake of showdown.. Threatening us over phone to keep our mouths shut or else, sent over RAB-1 personnel to scare us out etc. I distinctly remember marauding/myriad of times doubtful activities in momentum when Lt. Col. Rashid came veiling RAB-1 in font as a cover up to bring in/out luggage/briefcases inside 212 or putting within the cars of a black Nissan marked RAB-1 Dhaka Metro Gho 02-3303, Dhaka Metro Go 17-8548, Dhaka Metro Kho 122075 and Dhaka Metro GA 174645 . What’s inside the carriers certainly no smelly undergarments? Times of Rashid’s visitation invigoration swept fashioning the street urchins taking their shirts off and dangling, dancing dauntingly with ear shattering music played on deck in the street while the syndicate members came out marching to the band.

    14/12/2010. 11:15am Observably Rashid is harboring presently a criminally attitudinized male specimen that happens to be a relative Babon son of Monir & Bilu a crime committing couple. For days he was unseen till suspiciously until today brought him out of 212 and shoved inside Rashid’s car D M GA 174645 . Question is who authorized him for frequent misappropriation of government vehicle for his personal gain? A neutral investigation will reveal an exclusive array of Rashid’s & his buddy’s role play as insulators of crime and an ally of injustice.

    Note: Due to the reprisals from the syndicate everyone turned into statues not risking to crack, but feigning testifiers are abundant keeping reserved surveillance round the clock.

  3. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:05 pm

    3/1/2011 8:30pm
    SP Mir Ashraf Ali of Bogora Highway impersonated himself as The SP of Bogora for the sake of showdown brought his vehicle for an imperial entrance into the neighborhood of Ulon west rampura riding a conspicuous vehicle, Mitsubishi Pajero Dhaka Metro Gho 116776 getting into 212’s building at Ulon Road, West Rampura Dhaka and feasting onto the 3rd. flr. to boost up Monir & spouse Bilu- a crime committing couple being an influential member of a crime committing syndicate led by self-proclaimed Matabars specializing in land/house grabbing, lake filling, forgery, harboring creating criminals, running drugs, bribery blackmailing, prostitution, vandalizing, extortion, loan-sharking, encouraging building code violation, oppressing, attacking and ruining a renowned family… joined by Lt. Col. Rashidul Alom CO, RAB-1 he too bringing an extensive vehicles of RAB Dhaka Metro 02-3303, DM Ga 174645 etc in full gear making the area look like a block raid . Later they threatened my family to leave our very own residence or else we will be picked up and/or deface to the extent of being unrecognizable further he will make sure our whereabouts are untraceable.

  4. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:05 pm

    grave immoral act by an SP highway bogora & CO RAB-1

    3/1/2011 8:30pm
    SP Mir Ashraf Ali of Bogora Highway impersonated himself as The SP of Bogora for the sake of showdown brought his vehicle for an imperial entrance into the neighborhood of Ulon west rampura riding a conspicuous vehicle, Mitsubishi Pajero Dhaka Metro Gho 116776 getting into 212’s building at Ulon Road, West Rampura Dhaka and feasting onto the 3rd. flr. to boost up Monir & spouse Bilu- a crime committing couple being an influential member of a crime committing syndicate led by self-proclaimed Matabars specializing in land/house grabbing, lake filling, forgery, harboring creating criminals, running drugs, bribery blackmailing, prostitution, vandalizing, extortion, loan-sharking, encouraging building code violation, oppressing, attacking and ruining a renowned family… joined by Lt. Col. Rashidul Alom CO, RAB-1 he too bringing an extensive vehicles of RAB Dhaka Metro 02-3303, DM Ga 174645 etc in full gear making the area look like a block raid . Later they threatened my family to leave our very own residence or else we will be picked up and/or deface to the extent of being unrecognizable further he will make sure our whereabouts are untraceable.

  5. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:06 pm

    Subject: Methodical persecution to a family of three members by a savage syndicate comprising 2/3 persons who have clutched their lives in the palm of their ruthless hands for infinite years.

    An area blazing a reign of fire terror sweeps the heated breeze threatening to burn anyone or anything that dares come in its way. Where absolutely no one demurs to its insidious flame. It started with a spark bursting into a blaze….

    In a mediocre sanction for delinquents lies a safe heaven no place like hell. Dawn and dusk doesn’t perplex the offenders from doing offenses in diminutive Ulan, Rampura were the centralization of crime cites.
    Behind the screen giving the green signal sits the syndicated sinners namely self-proclaimed Matabars being Sheeru, Shalluddin Momean along with their gangs, accomplices chiefly slum inhabitants of theirs.

    Heretofore, the were known as poverty stricken farmers harvesting and selling their seasonal crops descendants of ancestral Matabars in the regime of British Colonial Rule when Divide & Rule prefixed to village politics, doing unjustly acts upon the distress it had been past down from generation to generation were their schemes and tactics emanated to the rise of the 3 brothers, as day by day price of land skyrocketed making them wealthy landlords entitling themselves “Raja Boja” akin crownless chieftains of Ulon…back to the past. The abominable Matabars arbitrated ploys in doing their malfeasance grouping a league criminally archetypal men involved in Land Grabbing, Forgery, Filling Lake, Harboring and Creating criminals, Selling Drugs, Bribery, Blackmailing, Prostitution, Vandalizing, Extortion, Loan-sharking, Oppressing, Attacking, and ruining a renowned family….

    It had been, going on unstoppably, at first past BNP Ministers who had given them clean cut approvals “Do anything and everything, we’re here to back you up.” In return revering for their vote banks inline.
    Then had emerged in the Caretaker Government a man-in-uniform in the Army a Major, now turned a Lt. Col. Rashidul Alom-their newly upraised savior brother-in-law of Monir an influential member of the syndicate along with Mir Ashraf, SP Highway .

    They have satanically tormented victimizing us for a long period of years and furthermore is, in all likelihood forged our land-records with theirs. Installing reserved watchers round the clock synchronizing our movements/activities inside/outside to where we go to, whom we meet, bringing back our posted applications of an anticipated employment, Ministers/Major telephoning the employees apparently convincing in the negative sense of the term, kept from Earning a Living, meant a kick on the family’s stomach. Destroyed the once golden image we has maintained breaking into shambles our social status. Touting as insane (Pagol) to sabotage our trustworthiness. Brougth in hire Mob for attacking us and our home. Storm-tossing bricks stones on several occasions on the charge of attempt to manslaughter. Assigned our next door neighbor Monir Uddin Ahmed of 212 Ulon to do all their faultfinding tasks illustriously spilling of water underneath our residence, keeping his pumps on 24hrs. with the ulterior motive of inundation, pilfering electricity from our electrical wire in the hopes of fusing/burning our electrical line Adjoining (mapping) our 5ft. walkway during the “mohanagir jarip” (obviously by underhand dealings with the corrupt DLR staffs) with his plot, abusing airing bricks from his roof onto our heads rattling for hours. Dumping boiling hot water onto our plants to expire. Etc. His Shala “being Lt. Col. Rashidul Alom insulates Monir threatening us dramatically. For him to be taking the rifle from the police to shoot us, diving a brick at me missing out slightly, clustering a mob attack for backup testifying against us, barracking the area with bamboos so that unwanted witnesses were not to be witnessed the coercion that pulsated near by. Multifarious Attacks transpired assembled led by Monir, premeditatedly formulated by the conniving Matabars outside the scene, their sidekicks grabbed hold of me strenuously forcing before a riot of female felons, geared with scalpel, cudgels, machete, lancets, covering up their faces exposing their blood thirsty eyes among unas buckled up to the waist….

    To many organizations we went to no benefit –as the saying goes “we stash them inside the can Major brings them out in no time” Bugging the phones, intercepting the agencies making them integrally defunct in our instance. As he and his men (segment) have been triumphant in withholding justice.

  6. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:06 pm


    Child rights abuse; lack of proper investigation; impunity. Several organizations were foiled by the man-in-uniform.
    ———————————— pls. ensure it is represented to the rightful.

    212 building in Ulan West Rampura a mere boy of 8 called Alamin (Russell) is being run as a slave by a crime committing couple Bilu, & Monir known for their abominable acts is insulated by Bilu’s brother Lt. Col. Rashidul Alom posted to RAB-1 as the Commanding Officer whose assistance retained the boy from education except teaching him immeasurable skills of wrongdoings for example his behavior no longer personifies a normal kid but rather a deranged one generally generating disruptions in front of public lacking total control of himself. They certainly trained well, now he has a mind of his own not requiring further instructions he performs to their demands without being told. 8:00am in the morning till 12:00am at midnight he keeps on toiling. Bilu, happens to be recorded as a notoriously perverted character there is no telling what she does with the child. Often he is seen on the riskily roof top ridge walking to fetch their pigeon.-once not long ago a working boy had fallen from their 3rd flr sunshade onto their pointed steel grille boundary wall, his face was slashed opened especially his mouth ripped apart his tongue was lolling out, blood gushing. Neighboring bostee people helped remove him away. Information has it he died, but it was never inquired by Police…Why? But why not? As the redeemer-Lt. Col Rashid was not afar to cover it up once and for all. Suspicious transactions are observed, indicting to drug dealing maneuvered by the lad. Thieving hasn’t been left out not to mention an expert liar. Lately he has executed an unforgivable delinquency by poisoning 6pet dogs.

    Alleged: Perpetrators:
    1) Bilu (a crime committing syndicate is united in Ulon led by self-proclaimed Matabars Sheeru,
    Shaulluddin &momean 3 bros sheltering and creating criminals making a sanctuary)
    2)Monir Uddin Ahmed
    Note: Due to the reprisals from the syndicate everyone turned into statues not risking to crack, but feigning testifiers are abundant keeping reserved surveillance round the clock.

    3)Lt Col. Rashidul Alom Dir. RAB-1

    Time is running out….
    An in-depth investigation will reveal a Pandora’s box.
    The Boy Must be taken away from the accursed residence were malevolence dwells.
    Immediately he should be brought into the limelight until further harmful damage is done to others and himself.
    And the defaulters are punished by arresting and bringing before the court of Law.

  7. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:07 pm

    From: Nadia Sikder. 211/2 Ulan, Rd. Rampura Dhaka- 1219. Bangladesh.
    Subject: Animal Brutality.
    Contact:01191352473, 01720194213. (bugged)

    Zavier Junior, 3months old pup was put to death by a crime committing syndicate known for their malice. It has been the 6th time they have allegedly poisoned my dogs in a row.

    Police arrived to the crime site taking preparation for an on-line GD that we composed (GD Num:1019. dtd:22/5/2010.) Commencing for an autopsy in the Animal Hospital transferring to ICDDR,B (police’s own words). Within 4 days report would be affirmed….

    It was aired on T.V (Channel i) at 10:30pm.- A family of 3, making several GDs to the P.S was utterly useless for the Matabars in these hi-tech days has kept them in isolation from the society as an outcast trying to banish them from their own home ever since its contained by the clench of land grabbers, has done it again, besides poisoning their puppy.

    I am desperately awaiting for the doctors certificate but who am I to believe, whereas the viscera was never sent to ICDDR,B for analysis and the report was found to be distorted.

    Red Alert: This syndicate is insulated by Lt. Col. Rashidul Alom posted to RAB1 Uttara as Dir. Resolving all their crimes.

    I on behalf of Muttly, Amigo senior, Zavier Senior, and Zavier Junior, Sue he, and Amigo Junior(canines) with Tiny, Bravery and Georgie (felines). one that has a pure heart can seize the moment known as man’s best friend beseech your organizations assistance to come forward and prove there isanimal rights prevailing in such a territory were human rights are violated that truth and justice are just not to be dreamed of.

    Their death has shaken me uncontrollably to an irrecoverable loss.
    this write-up is in the capacity of a freelance human rights, animal rights, environmental activist.

    PS: Georgie died today at 7:00pm having sustained boiling hot marr (rice water) followed apparently by rat- poisoning. in this state of mind of am incapable of writing any further but I hope you have the heart to share my pain of in-defensibility.

  8. Nadia permalink
    March 22, 2011 5:08 pm

    Muttly Brutally Killed
    Muttly Brutally Killed

    Muttly, our family pet dog-more a brother to me, since his puppy-hood, 5long years had been with us through the wretched days fending till his painful cause of death. As the unsettled nights darkened he guarded the home he knew he belonged, protected the folks he knew as his family.

    The voracious snare that has and is retaining us for an attenuated duration of desolation produced by the local self-proclaimed Matabars with their mates maneuvered brusquely a machination for our relations and friends whom we had known to have turned their backs on us except for only one who was there for the tormented term giving an undivided love with an unselfish intent-who else, Muttly. A tender togetherness was fondly felt with his radiated presence is no more….

    I still remember a chilly wintry December 5, Sunday 2004 as if it were only yesterday. 7:15am A not so early morning in favor of a momentous occasion to begin with as the sun promised a warm day ahead. Automatically I had awoken rubbing my eyes in search for my father in whatever place could he supposedly be? Sure thing “out” if not in. Bestirring to our gate on the porch stairs sniffing sporadically with a wet nose, standing upon four sturdy legs drawing near gaping up at me with sapphire chestnut colored innocent eyes sparkling comparable to the golden sun turning his fuzzy flaxen coat crimson. Overjoyed I outpoured “puppy.” Making him wag his frolic tail nonstop. Self-moving I picked the stoutly formed lovesome pooch whom was going to be known as Muttly Sikder.

    Sunrises and sunsets, rains and shines but our Muttly’s ears are open towering for any alarming noises speeding to the site to detect any misdeeds barking, blaring, continually until we come out to inspect. Muttly got to the bottom of the turmoil we were coerced to endure, since imposed informers encircled our home with us, carrying illegal activities.

    Muttly had rescued us several instances

    Revolver men running into our alley, there it was danger advancing to people he loved, opening our gate he bolted heroically at them barking rampageous, they ran jumping in the air effecting to retreat in the dark.

    Mouina, abusing with his junkies immerged in front of us to maltreat, memorably Muttly the brave, stepped in front ahead, all ran for their lives leaving Mouina behind who stood ramrod not moving a muscle, in all likelihood not breathing either. As Muttly paced on he took a slow step back till he evacuated relinquished etc.

    Therefore Muttly had enlarged enemies that wanted him dead. Whilst the “WITCH HOUR” Muttly’s howling could be heard rampantly, customarily targeted to 211/E (Momean (youngest) Matabar) reprobated tenant watchers sits down near our wall and smokes cannabis filling smoke inside our rooms that smells awful and injurious to ones health.
    Muttly was a roadblock seemingly in their way to proceed with their infractions uninterrupted was to get rid of him once and for all. The savages-self-proclaimed Matabars (Sheeru, Shaulluddin, momean) sons (Romal, Jewel, Russell, Faisal, Kawsar, Riffat….) made thin pointed iron, very sharp and deadly type harpoon.
    Bloody brutality befell on Muttly he began to get injured. Deep lacerations were in his body even his eyes were bleeding profusely, legs maimed throwing up bubbly bleached fluid.
    24/7/2009. Muttly lost his appetite, lying down mostly not having the urge to arise. 26/8/09. He was inside the dining hall wanted to be near us. 9:00pm. Didn’t have the energy to jump up the sun-shade while it was raining cats and dogs, but with our vast boosting “Come on Muttly, come on boy you can do it.” He made it. I offered him a sweet which he accepted, unfortunately it dropped down. Hastening outside with a candle and umbrella in hand I searched the white sweet meat handing over to Muttly who devoured gratefully making me remember the day Muttly came onto the doorstep, a while later I brought for him a saucer of milked that he merrily lapped contentedly. For lunch Fish mashed with Rice he gulped unhesitatingly a fast growing pup no doubt. He had taken up the charge of the household responsibility within 15days. 10:15pm Rainfall in torrents. 3:00am. Awoke to find dreadfully dark appallingly realizing no electricity! Still heavy downpour. I jumped from bed to the windowsill. No Muttly! Water flooded the terrace rising up I couldn’t give credence to my eyes it betided like a bad dream surfacing higher to be true, drawing room couches soaked in water overflowing rest of the rooms. Called out “Muttly, Muttly.”-No response. Papa grieved he might be dead. My heart leaped to hear water splashes, frantically I opened the gate to see poor Muttly neck deep in water. It was his foremost experience and last. Moving in the dining room he snuggled in a corner of driest accommodation available (water arriving inside our homestead the Matabars & Mouina are absolutely held chargeable, for the lakes they have filled clogging rainwater, purposefully with a malodorous motive constructing a drainage system into a ditch attached to our plot mandating their tenants to cram in trash. Mouina spills water in the ditch 24hrs. and underneath our abode moreover his sewerage in the hopes of inundation. We have been living for 30years in this contingency it never happened!) during the afternoon he became restless, scarcely able to sustain himself as his hipbone was abnormally bent more likely broken, panting with his tongue out in pain, eyes bloodshot. Bought him Olympic G biscuit which he swallowed broken bits refusing to have his usual meals. Nightfall the same orange biscuit with condensed milk layered he ate from my fingers licking lovably. 27/8/09. Muttly groaned in excruciating pain not being to resist went out in the yard dropping down on the soft earth. Suddenly twitching up he yelped for the last time “WHOOoooo.” Like old times to inform some intruder is at the gate. So it was DCC delivery man with a bill without stamped! I cooked his favorite dish “Beef” he took one piece in his mouth and dropped, despairingly. In the break of day he consumed his biscuits and meat. Alarmingly Muttly was chewing his sack and the dining room table, roaming hither and thither shockingly going outside in the pool of water as we opened the door for him. 4:15am the state Muttly was in I will never forget. “hope against hope.” He stood unsteadily pale, resembling a phantom, gruesomely swollen was his mouth, teeth exhibiting. Coming in as always for these past days he excreted bloody black glutinous liquid airing a deathly rotten smell. In the morning I was terrified to behold Muttly gnawing his gums and tongue blood trickling down on the floor. I cried out “oh stop it.” As tears teemed down my cheek on the floor. His condition further deteriorated considering tumbling down frequently flat on his face dragging along. A visitor approached the gate he went toward and “Thud” his jaw slammed the cold hard concrete. For a period he rolled in the grass and mud to no relief couldn’t swallow milk neither fish as he made an effort by spilling the saucer of milk and taking tidbits of fish into his swelled mouth to throw sorely. He lay down for a prolonged time unable to upspring until the sky cast a grievous gloominess, thundering threateningly. I didn’t want to know it would be the last time I dolefully invigorated Muttly resounding “to get up bro, you can do it.” Deep down he must he must have recognized my voice through the pain that had lost his sense. Stupendously he lifted feebly his head looking up wriggling his back which kept toppling he dragged himself tottering up to the front stairs he once had been unable to climb, staring in my eyes to say “I made it sis.” Collapsing to hit his head on the front steps where his body got soaked in a puddle. The spirit of Muttly wasn’t gone so easily with turbulent determination he loyally uplifted remarkably raced inside. Then the sky cried hoarsely unable to resist any longer. As hours past Muttly got weak and weaker till he no longer got up. Knelling beside I sobbed for him to forgive me, not to leave me, in such a cruel world by myself, I need you to be with us in vanquishing the people if you called them that did this to you, ‘don’t let them win.’ His body was motionless eyes, yet open full of tears. Sorry sis I couldn’t make it. 4:00am Muttly screamed wildly to the world to know of his departure where no pain can be felt, no greed given, no jealousy developing hate. Papa presumed him dead touching his back to detect the hip bone broken, visible on the outer surface a monstrous lump swollen stiffly above the kidney. A feather flick touch effected in an ear shattering scream. Breathing shallow, eyelids half-closed. “Is this our Muttly?” seeing him in this state my head was spinning knowing “he is dying.”

    31/8/2009. stricken by a disheartened daylight in the morning I was afraid to run near the staircase. Instead I called papa “where is Muttly?” he didn’t speak avoiding the answer. Again I asked “How is Muttly?” “He is fine, and in a place that nobody can ever hurt him, where jealousy, greed wont injure him and now he can rest in peace…Will he?

    Muttly listened to an agitated sound in the matabars ghettos, hair protruded perpendicularly he dashed down from the sunshade barking, awaiting for us to come out in order to see the commotion. Not awaiting he dispatched jumping over the boundary wall to the cataclysm. In the dark he could sense adversity in the vicinity headed for him, averting homeward to safety in mind he retreated. Inescapably from all sides danger lay expectedly, outnumbering sanguinary connived group appeared who were responsible for generating that reverberation.
    Muttly looking back relying to his family to rescue him found none but asleep carefree inside tucked warm in bed as he all alone in the cold awake to feel his bone crack with crush clubbing his kidney….

    Was it a message they wanted to send over to realize our lives lie in the identical route? Who could have slay an innocent unarmed dog? The only true friend the only true companion, and the only true family has been permanently taken clutched away never to come back if only he did die a natural death I could let go blissfully for he did have an extraordinary magnificent life our dear discerning adored, precious sweet beloved Muttly that words couldn’t symbolize, but knowing his death was supernatural his soul still haunts us restlessly craving for justice to uncover capturing the people behind his assassination.

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